My writing is igniting
passions flaming
jealously aggregating
with no one commenting
lately
Pens are burning, rearranging
ideas of rewriting, not blaming
ahead of generating
a new way of believing
poems not ruling
artistic expressing
Bending thoughts flowing
Not rhyming with timing
Just an artists heart bleeding
pure honesty and truthfully
with a warriors gazing
with an eye of being
unchained beautifully
Slipping and sliding along
Downhill days of later life
Rushing headlong madly
With nought to do I think of you
Keeping busy haphazardly sadly
Frantic antics slowed reactions
Thoughts awry with flustered bluster
Like swarm of bees in rumble cluster
Piling days of constant wrath
In aggregating piles
Neath slews of good intentions
And aggravating smiles
Stocks and stacks of special moments
Crammed in black holes of ire
Frustrations out in flashing torments
Of all consuming fire
Swimming through this world of red
I stumble up the stair to bed
To dream again of us
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